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  • Day7

    Travel day

    September 20 in Ireland

    Because we didn’t need to be at the airport until 11:30 we planned to have a sleep in before checking out of the Avni Hotel. It had been a hot still night so the freestanding air conditioning unit roared all night. MDW, who had been awake for hours when I stirred at 5:30am told me the floor was wet. The source was the air conditioner so we switched it off for safety reasons. The carpet squelched under foot. I tried to mop it up with the white bath mat which quickly turned brown. Oh my goodness, what have we been walking on. We dawdled around over a few cups of tea then departed. I told Basil about the water but he wasn’t concerned, he said a hose must have come loose. At the underground we check our balances on our Oyster card to make sure we have the £2.80 to get to the London City Airport. Yep I’ve got £3.50 and MDW has £8. I think someone didn’t pay their full fare. She must have slipped through the gates without swiping her card.
    Three changes on the underground and 1 hour later we are at the airport. Because it was my birthday we, or should I say I ate a huge chocolate donut. We board the British Airways flight to Dublin, there was a bit of turbulence as Storm Ali was still blowing a gale but we landed safely in wet cold conditions. 10 degs at 3pm. We could still be in Canberra but this is Dublin and we can’t wait to interact with the local friendly Irish people. We get through customs, get our bags and buy our Leap cards for the public transport. Bus 41 from bus stop 15. We join the hoards of other passengers waiting for the city bus trying to get some protection from the rain. Bus 41 arrives it’s not the one we want, there are 2 bus 41s that go to different locations, but eventually the one we want arrives. MDW shows the driver our tickets but he says in a not too friendly manner, “over there” pointing to a card detection point. MDW tries holding the bus card over the detector but it rejects it. “Don’t swipe it, just hold it steady!” he says. By now there are twenty people queued up in the rain waiting to get on board. Eventually one of the bus cards work but the bus driver is getting annoyed and tells us to just get on. I throw the bags in the luggage hold and we find a seat thinking this guy isn’t too friendly. I keep monitoring Google Maps making sure we get off at the right stop which we do. Just over a block to our apartment and under the shared umbrella we find the Dublin Central Apartments. We walk up a couple of steps and find the door open but we were entering a private residence and fortunately a staff member from the apartments called out to us telling us the entry is next door. Two floors up but four flights of stairs we get to our room. It’s great, modern, large with a kitchen and a fridge. There are also laundry facilities so washing will be done. But first we need milk for a cup of tea.
    We venture out again, head of to Costcutters to get milk and have tea. It’s fairly bucketing down. Whilst waiting for the walk sign to light up cars manage to drive through puddles on the road spraying water over our already wet legs and feet. We have our cup of tea and search for somewhere nice to eat. We decide to go to McGraths Pub for dinner, great looking food, even curly fries. 700 meters down the road. It’s freezing and MDW is not dressed for the current weather. Huddling under the umbrella which is a challenge because of a slight height difference, one of us gets rained on more the the other. I am stooping a bit but poor MDW still gets wet. We are checking the iPhone to make certain we are heading in the right direction. A nice guy in a car stops in the middle of the road asking if we need help, we must have looked like tourists. McGraths pub we say and he says keep going, just down the road, we arrived drenched at the pub and find a table. I reacquaint myself with a pint of Smitwicks. It’s been more than four years but it still tastes great. Up to the bar, I ask for a menu. “We don’t do food since the problem with the kitchen”. Not sure what the problem was but it’s cold, wet and getting dark, maybe take-a-way on the way back to our apartment. Actually we are not really that hungry so we get some hot chips, bread and butter and settle for chip sandwiches and cups of tea. First time we’ve eaten bread in a week.
    We are going to be moved to a ground floor apartment tomorrow, MDW says that’s the best news in days, they must of observed us struggling up the stairs, these are the friendly Irish we were hoping to meet.
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  • Day9

    Fighting the flu

    September 22 in Ireland

    Since London I have been battling the flu and MDW has been caring for me, making sure I stay warm and drink plenty of fluids. Lots of tea and not too many Smithwicks. One of MDWs main objectives is to buy gifts for the grand children. She says the sooner we get them something then the shopping part is over, but I know better, it is never over. We buy some gifts for the youngest grandsons which aren’t available in Australia then head down the dolls section, looking for something uniquely Irish. MDW finds the ideal item, a 4 foot high dolls house. No way, a doll sure but we are not buying a house. We leave without anything for Zarli, she is only 1 and there are other places we are yet to visit. MDW is disappointed but back to the apartment to offload our purchases.
    We have been commuting around Dublin on the bus and tram (luas) network. The buses into town run every few minutes and the tram goes around the city and provides a connection to the outer suburbs. As in many European cities, public transport is affordable, frequent and has good coverage. It is so different to Canberra’s bus system which makes it more practical to drive and pay for the parking at the town centres.
    Pedestrian crossings are a different matter. We originally would wait for the walk sign to appear but we would observe most pedestrians darting across the road when there was a break in the traffic. One Irish lady tried to explain The Irish are #&@$*% and the traffic lights are too, they are never in sync, so we followed her across the road as cars started heading in our direction. Not sure if we are ready to keep taking these risks.
    When you catch a bus you hold your travel card on the sensor then take a seat. We caught the tram for the first time yesterday. We decided to go to Dublin’s largest mall so MDW could have some retail therapy at some of the larger department stores and for me to get some medicine. On the tram we walked but there wasn’t anywhere to scan our travel card so we hopped straight off. The tram was about to depart when MDW pressed the open door button and got back on again, it sure if she was trying to lose me but I quickly followed close behind, it was a bit like a movie scene where you are being chased and get on the train at the last second. MDW asked a passenger where do we scan our travel card and was told not to worry about it. Must be free travel but we later discovered you scan the travel card at the terminal before getting on the tram. Lesson learnt.
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  • Day6

    There's paper towels in my shoes

    June 25, 2016 in Ireland

    This is going to be a long post... And full of shenanigans aplenty. If you're not in the mood to read a novel OR are sensitive to situations that are obviously super fun, stop reading NOW!

    Yesterday, after getting back from the Blarney Stone, we needed to eat. We met these two AWESOME friends from the US named Ricarrdo and Azerae and we decided that after we both got back to our respective hotels and ate, we would meet up for drinks later in the night. Taylor, Shaunessa and I had a delicious meal of McDonalds (which is way better here, honestly) we got a message from Ricarrdo saying to meet him at karaoke at a bar called Woolshed and that Azurae wasnt feeling well.

    After adventuring what seems like all over to try and find the bar, we got there and immediately got some beer. I'm not going to bore you with all of the details, but we submitted a song to sing (Shania Twain, obv.) and the karaoke DJ DENIED us saying that he would rather Shoot Himself then listen to Shania... HOW RUDE. so obviously, we decided to leave because no one needs that sort of negativity in their lives.

    Ok, no, actually the bar closed at 1:30... WHAT KIND OF BAR CLOSES AT 130 ESPECIALLY IN DUBLIN?? ISNT THAT ILLEGAL?? We were making plans to head to another bar when Ricarrdo said he was TIRED and wanted to head back to sleep... Because CANADIANS GO HARD, man.

    So we decided to adventure through the city and find another place to procure some alcoholic beverages. On the way, we stumbled upon a gentleman who looked lost, holding a map. He asked us for directions and, being the helpful Canadians we are, decided to lead him in the right direction. Also he promised to buy us each a beer. So Taylor grabbed the map and we forged along.... Except none of us had any clue where we were going and we kind of lead the poor guy around in circles.

    After a while, we asked a local and he decided to take pity on our drunk, lost, tourist selves and take us to the bar. Once we got to the bar, our new friend (the lost one) introduced us to his 2 brothers, let us know they were from New Jersey and bought us each a pint of Guinness. We were at this bar called Pygmalion, and it was closer to 2:30 am at this point... And the bar was closing down.

    LIKE SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HECK DUBLIN HOW ARE YOUR BARS CLOSED DOWN SO EARLY? IT WAS THURSDAY AHHHHH.

    So we ditched the boys from Jersey and wandered off again to find a bar that was open later. I'm not going to go into specifics here... But on the way we were caught off guard by a rick shaw and ended up nearly peeing our pants 😏.

    As we rounded a corner... Guess who we ran into... THE BOYS FROM NEW JERSEY. LIKE WHAT ARE THE CHANCES??? As we stopped to talk to the one who we originally brought to the bar, we noticed his 2 brothers had ditched him completely and he was left alone. Again. With no clue where he was or how to get to his hotel. Oy.

    Obviously, being the great Canadians we are, we had to help him get to his hotel safely... And for some reason HE TRUSTED ME WITH THE MAP AGAIN. LIKE DID YOU NOT LEARN YOUR LESSON THE FIRST TIME?? Fortunately his hotel was in an area that we knew pretty well, so we actually got him there in one piece and without incident.

    When we arrived at the hotel, it was nearly 3:30am and he invited us up foe some snacks and to hang out. We headed up and walked into the room where his 2 brothers already were, sitting and eating a weird Doritos salsa dip (wtf?!) and Doritos! We chatted for a bit, making them laugh harder than little girls when they decided we needed more chips. The youngest brother went down (with his brothers credit card) and came up a few minutes later with 2 salsa jars, 2 bags of chips and a drink... Telling us he had spent 50 euro on it. Excuse me? How the heck did that cost 50 euro???.... Oh... He dropped 2 jars and they shattered and the front desk made him pay for all 4 jars. We were absolutely dying of laughter, and realized it was nearly 4:30am and we should probably head back. I used the bathroom before leaving, and we headed into the stairwell to exit.

    When we got to the stairs, I pulled some shampoo and soap out of her purse and I had taken it from the brothers' hotel... To which we immediately collapsed in the stairwell and died of laughter... what can I say... we were running out & they get it for free

    After nearly an hour walk home (full of snap chats, singing, and making more friends in the street) we made it to the hostel and settled into bed at 530 am.

    We had to get up at 830 to go to the Guinness factory.

    Canadians go hard.

    Quick note about the morning of the Guinness factory, it was raining quite hard on the way there so the three of us had our ponchos on to stay dry. Of course we looked like we were wearing sperm suits and acted accordingly.

    Never a dull moment.
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  • Day20

    Over the clouds ✈️☁️

    July 21, 2017 in Ireland

    Leider ging es für mich heute weiter nach Dublin, ich wäre wirklich super gerne noch 1-2 Tage länger in Porto geblieben. Doch der Flug ist schon gebucht und so machte ich mich nach dem Frühstück auf den Weg zum Flughafen. Heute ist wieder einmal ein Tag an dem es nicht sonderlich viel zu erzählen gibt. Da ich relativ spät in Dublin ankam ging ich bereits kurz nach meiner Ankunft ins Bett 😉
    Und außer ein paar Bildern vom Flug, kann ich euch heute leider nichts bieten ✈️🌤️
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  • Day2

    Tag 2 Dublin

    May 16 in Ireland

    Tag 2 in Irland: & heute ging es wieder nach Dublin rein dieses mal aber zuerst ins Guinness Haus. Iwie gehört das ja doch dazu wenn man schon einmal hier ist. Also bin ich mit dem öffentlichen Bus dahin gefahren da ich mir ja das 3 Tages ticket geholt habe.
    Das Museum war echt wahnsinnig interessant und auch sehr witzig mit der einen Etage die nur so Witzfiguren zu bieten hatte. Ich mein wie kann man den Spruch nicht mögen:
    A Woman Needs a Man like a fish Needs a bicycle!
    naja den restlichen Tag hab ich dann so noch in der Stadt verbracht war lecker vietnamesisch Mittagessen und einfach bummeln und hab mir alles in ruhe angeschaut.
    Bin dann aber doch recht zeitig wieder in mein Airbnb und mit einem Buch bewaffnet in einen nahe gelegenen Park und hab mich in die Sonne gelegt, weil die Sonne muss man ausnutzen wenn Sie schon mal da ist.
    Und dann bin ich auch zeitig ins bett denn der nächste tag wird mit Sicherheit nicht leicht, Linksverkehr undso

    xoxo
    not broken just bent
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